Wednesday, September 16, 2020

Busy Craft Days

The past few weeks I have been holed up in my craft room making cards.  I sell them to a local Christian bookstore and the owner needed to replenish her supply.  I am usually listening to an audio book or podcast while I'm designing and putting the cards together.  It's very relaxing but can be quite messy so I'm always happy when the project is completed and everything can be put away!  It won't last too long, though, as I will need to get started on Christmas cards in a few weeks.  


Monday, September 14, 2020

Sunday Hymn on Monday


The Trusting Heart to Jesus Clings

The trusting heart to Jesus clings,
Nor any ill forbodes,
But at the cross of Calv'ry, sings,
Praise God for lifted loads!

Singing I go along life's road,
Praising the Lord, praising the Lord,
Singing I go along life's road,
For Jesus has lifted my load.

The passing days bring many cares,
"Fear not," I heard Him say,
And when my fears are turned to prayers,
The burdens slip away.

He tells me of my Father's love,
And never slumb'ring eye,
My everlasting King above
Will all my needs supply.

When to the throne of grace I flee,
I find the promises true,
The mighty arms upholding me
Will bear my burdens too.

(Eliza E. Hewitt)

Sunday, August 30, 2020

Sunday Hymn


What a Friend We Have in Jesus

What a friend we have in Jesus,

all our sins and griefs to bear!

What a privilege to carry

everything to God in prayer!

O what peace we often forfeit,

O what needless pain we bear,

all because we do not carry

everything to God in prayer!


Have we trials and temptations?

Is there trouble anywhere?

We should never be discouraged;

take it to the Lord in prayer!

Can we find a friend so faithful

who will all our sorrows share?

Jesus knows our every weakness;

take it to the Lord in prayer!


Are we weak and heavy laden,

cumbered with a load of care?

Precious Savior, still our refuge--

take it to the Lord in prayer!

Do your friends despise, forsake you?

Take it to the Lord in prayer!

In his arms he'll take and shield you;

you will find a solace there.

(Joseph M. Scriven)


Sunday, August 23, 2020

Sunday Hymn

It is Well with My Soul

When peace, like a river, attendeth my way,

When sorrows like sea billows roll;

Whatever my lot, Thou has taught me to say,

It is well, it is well, with my soul.



It is well, with my soul,

It is well, it is well, with my soul.


Though Satan should buffet, though trials should come,

Let this blest assurance control,

That Christ has regarded my helpless estate,

And hath shed His own blood for my soul. [Refrain]


My sin, oh, the bliss of this glorious thought!

My sin, not in part but the whole,

Is nailed to the cross, and I bear it no more,

Praise the Lord, praise the Lord, O my soul! [Refrain]


For me, be it Christ, be it Christ hence to live:

If Jordan above me shall roll,

No pang shall be mine, for in death as in life

Thou wilt whisper Thy peace to my soul. [Refrain]


But, Lord, ’tis for Thee, for Thy coming we wait,

The sky, not the grave, is our goal;

Oh, trump of the angel! Oh, voice of the Lord!

Blessed hope, blessed rest of my soul! [Refrain]


And Lord, haste the day when my faith shall be sight,

The clouds be rolled back as a scroll;

The trump shall resound, and the Lord shall descend,

Even so, it is well with my soul. [Refrain]

(Horatio G. Stafford)

Monday, August 17, 2020

Praise the Lord


"Doth not all nature around me praise God? If I were silent, I should be an exception to the universe. Doth not the thunder praise Him as it rolls like drums in the march of the God of armies? Do not the mountains praise Him when the woods upon their summits wave in adoration? Doth not the lightning write His name in letters of fire? Hath not the whole earth a voice? And shall I, can I, silent be?" -- Charles Spurgeon

Sunday, August 16, 2020

Sunday Hymn

Rise Up, O Church of God

Rise up, O Church of God!

Have done with lesser things;

Give heart and mind and soul and strength

To serve the King of kings.


Rise up, O Church of God!

His kingdom tarries long;

Bring in the day of brotherhood

And end the night of wrong.


Rise up, O sons of God!

The Church for you doth wait,

Her strength unequal to her task,

Rise up, and make her great!


Lift high the cross of Christ!

Tread where His feet have trod;

As foll'wers of the Son of Man,

Rise up, O Church of God!

(William P. Merrill)

Wednesday, August 12, 2020

The Simple Woman's Daybook

 For Today

Looking out my window....another hot and humid day in a long line of hot and humid days; storms predicted again this afternoon

I am thinking...of spending a quiet weekend at home.  I'm off to do errands today and hope to get them all accomplished so I don't have to go out

I am thankful...that my schedule allows me to be available for my children if they need me

One of my favorite things...sitting on my swing in the evening and watching the birds come to my feeders

I am creating...some fall greeting cards

I am wearing...the usual:  jeans, blouse, slippers

I am listening to...the washer and dryer working hard

I am hoping...that the fall months will bring back some normalcy to our lives

I am learning...all about using social media to promote our non-profit.  

In my kitchen...cupboards are getting bare so I'm off to grocery shop in a little while

Post Script

Shared quote..."One reason we are so harried and hurried is the we make yesterday and tomorrow our business when all that legitimately concerns us is today.  If we really have too much to do, there are some items on the agenda which God did not put there.  Let us submit the list to Him and ask Him to indicate which items we must delete.  There is always time to do the will of God.  If we are too busy to do that, we are too busy." (Elisabeth Elliot)

A moment from my day...usually what every afternoon has looked like lately:

Closing notes...It's been many years since I've participated in the Simple Woman's Daybook and I'm glad to be back.  

Monday, August 10, 2020

A Solid Rock During Trials

A little study on James 1:12

As this virus and all the restrictions drag on and on with no end in sight, I have been feeling very discouraged but I didn't want to stay there!  When I am feeling that way, I turn to the Word.  Reading books, blog posts, or Instagram stories may be useful but they do not have the power to change one's heart.  Only the Word of God can do that.  

I spent some time in prayer and study this evening and wrote out a little of what I learned.  It was an immense blessing to me and I feel lighter and freer.  The Holy Spirit uses the Word to change my way of thinking--from thinking worldly thoughts and self-pitying thoughts--to thinking God's way.  

How thankful I am that I can cry out to Him in my sadness and turn to His Word for hope and comfort and He is always ready and willing to meet me where I am.  I don't have to come to Him with perfection (because then I would never come!!) but I can come to Him with my heart full of sadness and struggling to cope. He, through His Word and the comfort of the Holy Spirit, picks me up and places me on solid ground.  What a joy to walk with Him each day!

On Christ, the Solid Rock, I stand;
All other ground is sinking sand.

Find rest, O my soul, in God alone; my hope comes from Him.  He alone is my rock and my salvation; He is my fortress, I will not be shaken.  My salvation and my honor depend on God; He is my mighty rock, my refuge.  Trust in Him at all times, O people; pour out your hearts to Him, for God is our refuge.  (Psalm 62: 5-8)

Sunday, August 09, 2020

Sunday Hymn

Come, All Christians, Be Committed

Come, all Christians, be committed 
To the service of the Lord. 
Make your lives for Him more fitted, 
Tune your hearts with one accord. 

Come into His courts with gladness, 
Each his sacred vows renew, 
Turn away from sin and sadness, 
Be transformed with life anew. 

Come in praise and adoration, 
All who on Christ's name believe. 
Worship Him with consecration, 
Grace and love will you receive. 

For His grace give Him the glory, 
For the Spirit and the Word, 
And repeat the gospel story 
'Til all men His name have heard. 

(Eva B. Lloyd)